A/N: So this is my second and new FanFiction story. If you haven't already and are a sucker for Cinderella stories, you can check out my other story CinderMax. Anyway, I don't own any of the music or characters unless I make them up (I'll say if I do) and the only thing I own is the plot. On with the story!
~Maximumride732
Max POV:
I sat in the café with Angel, Nudge, Iggy, and Gazzy. We were waiting for our turn at open mic. I had the music ready, and an extra song just in case. Our band, the Drowning Demons (A/N: I came up with this, I thought it sounded cool :P) were next. Angel is our violinist, backup vocals, and keyboardist, Nudge is our bassist, Gazzy is our lead guitarist and male vocalist, Iggy's the drummer (he's blind), and I'm the lead female vocalist and rhythm guitarist. I'm also the songwriter. The current band playing were full of guys about my age, and there were five of them.
They sang their song, and then it was our turn. We set up and everyone nodded to let me know they were ready.
"This song is called Feeling Sorry," I said. The music started and I began to sing.
(A/N: Song is Feeling Sorry by Paramore)
We still live the same town, well don't we? And I'm getting bored waiting 'round for you. I feel no sympathy. Well I try not to think of what might happen. You know it too. I feel no sympathy. And all the best lies I feel no sympathy. I feel no sympathy.
But I don't see you around anymore.
I go to all the same places
Not even a trace of you.
Your days are numbered at 24.
We're not getting any younger.
And I won't look back 'cause there's no use.
Its time to move forward.
You live inside a cave
You barely get by, the rest of us are trying
There's no need to apologize
I've got no time for feeling sorry.
When your reality it finally cuts through.
Well as for me I got out and I'm on the road.
The worst part is that this, this could be you.
You can't run from your shame.
You're not getting any younger.
Time keeps passing by
But you wave it away.
Its time to roll over.
You live inside a cave.
You barely get by, the rest of us are trying.
There's no need to apologize
I've got no time for feeling sorry.
they are told with fingers tied.
So cross 'em tight.
Won't you promise me tonight.
If its the last thing you do
you'll get out.
You live inside a cave.
You barely get by, the rest of us are trying.
There's no need to apologize
I've got no time for feeling sorry.
You live inside a cave.
You barely get by, the rest of us are trying.
There's no need to apologize
I've got no time.
I've got no time for feeling sorry.
The crowd cheered and we walked off the stage after packing up. I wrote the song, and I think that people enjoyed it. I hope. We went and watched the bands when a man in his mid-twenties walked up to us. "Hello," he started, "I have a competition for bands. The winner of them gets a record deal. Would you compete? I feel that you have a real chance." We stared at him, openmouthed, in awe. A record deal? That seems hard to win.
"How many bands are entering? Max, that would be so cool! We could do your makeup and hair and then we can play some amazing songs that will blow them away. Come on! What do you think, Iggy? It would give the world respect to blind people. Angel? You would get so much credit as a violinist! Please please please please please please please" "Nudge, if I say yes, will you shut up?" I asked.
And that was how I, nineteen year old Maximum Ride, got entered into a competition that would change my life forever in ways I couldn't even imagine.
Fang POV:
My band, the Titanium Ravens, (I made this up too.) were at the open mic at Grace's Café. We had just finished my band's song, My Understandings (My Understandings by Of Mice & Men) when I heard the most beautiful voice start to talk. "This song is called Looking Up." She said. She looked about my age, nineteen, and had long, straight dirty blond hair. She was wearing ripped black skinny jeans and a top that had an & sign on it that I instantly recognized as an Of Mice & Men top. The girl had a good taste in music. She had a black worn leather cuff bracelet and no makeup. Absolutely beautiful. Stop, Fang. You have a girlfriend. True, I had a girlfriend, Lissa. She had bright red hair and a terrible taste in music, but I'd been dating her since sophomore year. She was the head cheerleader, and I was just the "emo" kid she decided was "hot". I was fine with her thinking that, as long as I was dating her. As I turned around after the next band started to sing, I ran right into someone. Nice going, Fang. I straightened my Sleeping With Sirens tee and saw familiar ripped black skinnies and an OM&M hoodie. Great. I ran into the girl I was fantasizing about. The girl looked me in the eyes, considering we were the same height (which was weird, because I was tall), and I saw the prettiest eyes I've seen in a long time. They were brown and large, but flecked with gold. They were way prettier than Lissa's plain green eyes. That's when I saw who the girl was and recognized the eyes.
"Fang?" she asked in disbelief at the same moment I asked "Max?" in the same voice. This was about to get weird.
A/N: So, how was my first chapter? I hope it was okay. It was a bit short, too, but I'll make the next one longer. The next chapter will be a flashback of Max's and should explain everything.
Anyway, on my other story I did this thing called Song Of The Chapter (SOTC) where I put song lyrics and you guess in the reviews. The first song lyrics:
Sometimes you gotta fall before you fly Yeah, yeah Don't, don't, don't wake me up You made me hate my own reflection So forgive me 'cause I really could care less that
We're gonna work it out
'Cause I hate who I am today
So come on, come on
And just take, take, take what you want
Is it now what we're living for?
We're always wanting more
(Always take take take take take!)
Question every choice I make
So I could try to be perfect
But I will try to be fake
This world has changed me
So you know when you ask me
There's a hint in the chapter! Oh, and please don't put the lyrics in Google, and if you don't have any idea of what the song is, that's fine! I'll say what it was in the next chapter!
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Fly On,
~Maximumride732